“But then a bumblebee bumbled above us and it stole our attention the way flying things can.”

“Aerodynamically, the bumble bee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumble bee doesn't know it so it goes on flying anyway.”

“Technology is crucial to civilization why? Because it helps us make our fate. We don't need God or miracles or the flight of the bumble bee. But it is also crouched and undecidable. It can go either way.”

“But, tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble's soul; his heart was waterproof.”

“Bizzy laughed at the very thought of bumblebees walking on their tiny feet from flower to flower! “We bumblebees have always been able to fly,” explained Bizzy. We fly because we have a job to do. We fly because we think we can. What about you, delicate dandelion?” Bizzy asked the flower, who had up until now had not spoken a single word. “What do you do? What is your purpose?”

“This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.”